"i need to use the bathroom."
will looked at her worried but nodded.
she locked the door behind her and sat down on the floor sighing.
suddenly her phone vibrated and she grabbed it to see who texted her.
from: unknown number
to: andrea
don't make a permanent decision based off a temporary feeling.
"ugh."
she placed her face in the palm of her hands conflicted.
nash?
will?
or just none.
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Cuts.
Short Storyi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
